"I wonder if I can move. We also have a lot of rest and I'm worried about that too ... "
Seungjun turned his back on his back. There was no feeling of losing.
So Seong Jun looked at the t-shirts and handkerchiefs that were bandaged. The inside was definitely bruised.
But the color of the bruise was cloudy.
"what"
"Why?"
"Oh, I just want to stay."
At the end of Haeun, Seongjoon answered with a bandage. I decided to know the strange thing alone.
"I can move. But I can not play or fight. "
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